Next Friday (2000)

John Witherspoon: Mr. Jones

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Quotes 

• Mr. Jones : [Talking to Baby Joker]  Hey, young man! You got knocked the fuck out!

• Mr. Jones : Can't even count to ten and you win the lottery, aint that a bitch

• Mr. Jones : I got your message, where is Craig?

  Uncle Elroy : "Message"? I ain't sent you no damn MESSAGE.

  Mr. Jones : You didn't call the sandwich joint with an urgent message

  Uncle Elroy : Hell no Willie, boy you're startin' to think like a Dog. Leaving fleas & ticks suckin' on your old-ass brain.

  Mr. Jones : Somebody send me a message, where is Craig & Day-Day

  Uncle Elroy : I don't know. But come on in.

  Uncle Elroy : [Sees his brother with poop in the back his uniform when coming in to his house]  You know you got shit all over the back of your ass? Hey don't sit on that couch, put some paper down.

• Mr. Jones : Hot sauce... for my burrito! You taste so good to me!

• Mr. Jones : Now Craig, it's gonna be different living out here. Don't let your Uncle or your cousin get you in any shit. Now you hear me?

  Craig Jones : Pops I'm grown now, can't nobody get me in trouble no more.

  Mr. Jones : Well I'm glad you said that son, but since you grown, don't bring your black ass back home.

• Deebo : Here come that dog truck. Shut your mouth! We about to fade to black.

  Craig Jones : [as Craig notices Deebo standing in front of the truck]  Daddy, Stop!

  [Mr. Jones Screams] 

  Deebo : Get your punk-ass out of the car Craig, this is the re-match!

  Deebo : Get out of the car!

  Craig Jones : Punch It!

  Tyrone : [as Mr. Jones drives away]  Deebo! Help!

  Craig Jones : Fake-Ass Suge Knight!

  Deebo : [yelling out before kicking his brother in the stomach]  You know I gonna find you and when I do, I'm gonna put my foot up in your ass!

  [Looking down at his brother] 

  Deebo : Man get up!

  Tyrone : Damn! Man, I'm tired. I'm goin to mommy's house.

  Deebo : [pulling him by the chain on his leg]  Come on!

  Tyrone : [Yelling at Deebo]  No!, No!

  Mr. Jones : [on the way to Rancho Cucamonga]  Did you see That! Those two niggas were acting like pit bull dogs!

• Craig Jones : What's that smell?

  Mr. Jones : Must be your upper lip, son, I don't smell nothing.

  Craig Jones : Ew, I do! It smell like you didn't fall in no mud!

  Mr. Jones : [while Spraying air freshener]  Just use some of this spray, son.

  Craig Jones : Aw, Too much!

  [Trying to get the window open] 

  Craig Jones : What's worng with this window?

  Mr. Jones : It's broken, remind me to get it fixed

  Craig Jones : [Struggling to get the window open]  Damn!